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I Promise You

Begun to love this place called poet freak
Where we all come to let our inner poet speak
Know this is true, this One loves you, wouldn’t call you weird if you grew a beak
Reading your poetry brings One higher than Everest’s peak
Know this writer-readers and their riders, spirits are not bound by time, and if ever mine ascends, this One swears to watch over you as the dearest of friends, in times when you feel meek and the future seems bleak
Know this, sisters and brothers who may be fathers and mothers, you may have whatever you seek
So long as your souls are focused and directed, and with no leak
The Grand Canyon all the more impressive,shaped by a modest creek

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  1. this poem made me smile for a long time Thank you! Bravooo!

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